All language subtitles for Jane.the.Virgin.S03E12.720p.WEB-DL.2CH.x265.HEVC-PSA

LATIN LOVER NARRATOR: All right,
people, lots coming up.

As you know, Michael died.

And three years later, well,

it was still really hard.

Also hard,
Jane's nightmare boss, Chloe.

But guess what?
She just got some amazing news.

A publisher wants
to buy my novel about Michael.

LATIN LOVER NARRATOR:
Go, Jane!

(cheering)
And as for her parents,

well, things were looking up
for them, too.

See, they'd been estranged
for the past two years,

because of how Xo was portrayed
on Rogelio's reality show,

The De La Vega-Factor Factor.

That's right.
She was known as the evil ex.

But Rogelio convinced her
he knew nothing about that.

So they were trying
to move past it.

Also moving forward,
Jane's baby daddy, Rafael.

See, he went to prison
and came back all Zen.

Just breathe.

LATIN LOVER NARRATOR: And he had
a new girlfriend, Abbey,

a super sweet
greeting card designer.

And as for
his other baby mama, Petra,

well, she had
rebranded the Marbella

and turned it
into a kids' hotel.

And she had a new beau, too:
Chuck Chesser,

the owner of
the Fairwick Hotel next door.

And she wanted to keep
the relationship under wraps,

but alas,

nothing stays buried
around here.

Which is where we left off.

Afterwards, after Michael,

there were times when reality
felt overwhelming and...

well, let's have Jane tell us.

And my heart is racing,

I'm sweating,

everything looks
and sounds far away.

(sniffles)
It's like I'm dying.

Yeah, that's definitely
a panic attack.

And I can give you some tools.

Yes. Please, yes.

First, take a deep breath,

put your hand on your heart
and give yourself

a reality check.

Remind yourself that

you are not dying

and that this is just a physical
sensation that will pass.

Then go through a checklist
to figure out the trigger.

HALT.

Are you hungry, angry,
lonely or tired?

Usually all four.

Try to figure out
which is strongest,

and then keep breathing.

And when
the panic attack passes,

address the underlying trigger.

Okay, I'll
give it a try.

I feel really bad,
so terrible.

Go on.

I think I'm ready
to stop therapy.

LATIN LOVER NARRATOR: Ah,
the awkward therapy breakup.

Who hasn't been there?

That's great, Jane.

(sighs)
It means we've made
real progress.

LATIN LOVER NARRATOR: Hmm,
mine was much more awkward.

You have been
so helpful.

LATIN LOVER NARRATOR: Then
again, I led with expensive.

And I will take everything
I learned with me.

LATIN LOVER NARRATOR:
Which she did, for the record.

Especially
that deep breathing technique.

CHLOE: Why did you
cancel my therapist?

Are you an idiot?

LATIN LOVER NARRATOR:
Not for panic attacks,

but for panic-inducing bosses.

I canceled
your appointment because

you texted me late last night
asking me to cancel it.

Well, you should have known

that if I'm texting you

late at night
about my therapist,

I really need my therapist.

You're right. I'm sorry.

LATIN LOVER NARRATOR:
I know what you're thinking:

Jane just got a book deal.

Why is she still working
for this demon?

And my latte is cold!

(gasps)

NARRATOR:
Well, at least it's cold.

Screw it,
I'm going to be optimistic!

I don't know how you don't quit
that job 15 times a day.

I haven't gotten the official
offer for my book deal yet.

I need to know
what number I'm working with

before I give them my notice.

ABBEY:
I think you're being

completely reasonable.

LATIN LOVER NARRATOR:
Oh, my bad.

I actually forgot
she was there.

Thanks, lady. See?

No, do not gang up on me.

(chuckles) We're not.
She's just right.

Anyway, I got to run.
My Something Borrowed,

Something Blue line just came in
Something Turquoise.

LATIN LOVER NARRATOR: Hey,
what's wrong with turquoise?

I love turquoise.

Love you.
I love you.

Mwah.
Mwah.

I know, right? They're
already at "I love you."

That's major.

MAN:
We had a reservation.

ELVIS: I know and I'm
sorry, but we're backed up,

and it's currently
an hour wait.

This is unacceptable.

(quietly): If you move
the planters by the railing,

you can push
two tables together.

Thank you.

Mm-hmm.

Enjoy.

You are a lifesaver.

He'll learn.

I hope so.

Scott was a creepy,
scheming weirdo,

but he was a damn good
lounge manager.

May he rest in peace.

Speaking of which,
don't you have to...?

Yeah. I do.

Good luck.

LATIN LOVER NARRATOR:
I know what you're thinking.

Good luck with what?

DENNIS: Okay,
the results are in.

We've concluded
that Scott Archuletta's body

was officially found
on the grounds of...

LATIN LOVER NARRATOR: Actually,
I should jump in real quick.

That's Dennis.
You remember Dennis, right?

Michael's old BFF
at the police department.

He's been promoted to, like,

major or admiral
or colonel or something.

Anyway, he's now running
the dead Scott investigation.

Okay, let's continue.

Scott's body
was on the grounds of...

...the Fairwick Hotel

and not the
Marbella.

♪ ♪

So, I got a stiff
on my property. So what?

Accidents happen.

Problem is, we don't know
if it's an accident yet.

Could be a homicide.

So that's what we have
to try to figure out.

PETRA:
Chuck, wait!

Hi.

Couldn't resist
a private good-bye, huh?

Uh, no, I just, I wanted to
see if you needed some advice.

Since, you know, the
Marbella's been here before.

A few times.

LATIN LOVER NARRATOR:
Hold on, that elderly guest

died peacefully in his sleep.

What's your angle?

What?

Darlin', I've been
in bed with you.

You only think about yourself.

LATIN LOVER NARRATOR:
Whoa. TMI, Chuck.

What are you trying
to get me to do?

Nothing. I'm trying to help you.

Let's just stick to the language
of love, sweetheart.

And I'll take care
of my own hotel.

(elevator bell dings)

Okay, so regardless of
where Scott was found,

we have to get out in
front of the story.

I'm implementing
a complete lockdown.

All media calls will be
forwarded directly to me,

the staff will inform guests
that the blocked-off area

on the beach is due
to renovations,

and security
have been given strict orders

to keep all press
off the premises.

But don't you think...

This is a kids hotel.

A whisper of murder
and we're ruined.

You are ruining me.

Only the finest masseuses
for my new bride.

(moaning)

Your hands

feel so good on
my body. (moans)

That oil is so slippery
and delicious.

Can you rub it... even lower?

Tanning oil does feel
so good on the skin.

TRIPP:
Cut!

Rogelio, this cabana boy
is moving in on your woman

on your romantic
Hawaiian honeymoon!

You're supposed to fly
into a jealous rage

and then hit her up
with your catchphrase.

"I just want to be factored in!"

Yes, I know that's
what I would have said,

but, remember,
this is a kinder, gentler

The De La Vega-Factor Factor.

No jealous rages.

I just want to do
a show about

a happy, well-adjusted
fake married couple.

(phone vibrates)

Okay. Dad'll be here soon.

Great.

I'm really glad
we're doing this.

LATIN LOVER NARRATOR: Ah, yes,
you'll recall, Xo and Ro

put their fight behind them.

Me, too. It's about time.

Come on,
Mr. Sweetface.

Your daddy's on his way
to pick you up.

Before we get started,
I just wanted to say something.

I'm so happy

that we're all here together
to share in this moment,

when I show you what a liar

Rogelio really is.

I'll go talk to her.
We'll go again.

Why? That was perfect.

We'll make it seem like she lost
it because of you and Darci.

Come on, she just spilled
coffee on herself.

America doesn't know that.

Ro, buddy, this is the drama
that we have been looking for.

It's gonna send the ratings
through the roof.

Fine. Just this once.

You said you didn't know
anything about it.

I knew you were lying!

ROGELIO:
I know.

I'm so, so sorry.

I didn't think it would become

such a big deal.

I would...
Go!

Xiomara...

Just go now.

LATIN LOVER NARRATOR:
Wow, this Rogelio thing

is really affecting her, huh?

Oh, no, this is bad.
I know what you're thinking:

"Wait, doesn't Jane like Dennis
just fine?"

Well, the answer is no,
but I don't have time

to explain now. Just trust me.

Jane?
She hasn't had
a panic attack in forever.

Jane?
Remember your
coping mechanisms, Jane.

(panting)

Jane?

Jane?

LATIN LOVER NARRATOR: Wow.
Even I didn't see that coming.

Oh, my God. I'm so...
I can't believe that I did that.
No, um... (stammers)

I-It's okay.
But you deserved it.
And-- But I am so sorry.

Look, can we talk?
No.

Jane, we...
I don't want

to talk to you ever.

(panting)

I still can't believe it.

(sniffles) I know.

(crying)

I'm gonna check up on you, okay?

(sniffles)

I know.

It's just...

(sighs) I started
having a panic attack.

I was thrown. I wasn't
expecting to see him.

Apparently, he's running
the Scott investigation

at the hotel, so he has to
interview all the employees,

including you and me.

I'll be fine.

I just wasn't
prepared.

Now I'm prepared.
PETRA: No.

A salad lead time of 11 minutes
is unacceptable.

All salads and cold apps need
to be delivered to the table

within six minutes
of the order being placed.

I understand. I'm sorry.

It won't happen again.

Hey, yesterday
it was 15 minutes.

So he's improving.

I am getting so tired
of Zen Rafael.

You hired him; you fire him.

(phone chimes)

Oh, no.

Someone leaked the story.

I hate to say I told you so.

LATIN LOVER NARRATOR:
And yet...

We should've gotten
ahead of it.

All it takes is
one disgruntled employee.

(whispers): And trust me,
we have more than one.

SONIA:
So, so sorry

for the wait.

Great. You told me so.
That's not important.

What do we do now?

I know this doesn't
undo what I did,

but please accept
my apologies.

I had my assistant go
nuts at the bookstore.

There are books
about writing books,

books about
reading books...

Dad, I appreciate
all the books, but...

Even books about forgiving.

"Forgiveness
is a gift

you give yourself."

Deepak Chopra.

Via Suzanne Somers.

Look, I know
that you're sorry, but...

I never meant
to hurt anyone.

But you did.

And it's gonna take a while
for people to forgive you

no matter
how many books you buy.

I understand.

I'm just trying
to get the process started.

Because I love you, Jane.
You know that.

And I love you, too.

But I-I don't think
Mom's gonna get past this.

Her Ropology basket
is a work of art.

(phone chimes)

Oh, my God. It's my offer
from the publisher.

LATIN LOVER NARRATOR:
I'm so excited!

Let's see how much money
Jane's going to get.

(shrieks)

I am getting $50,000!

What? That's it?

(chuckles): That's
barely my episodic rate.

No, that's amazing.
$50,000 is a lot of money.

It's a huge amount of money.
What was I thinking?

Let me get that scene
from the top.

$50,000, Jane! Holy moly!

Congratulations!

Oh... (laughs)

It's a year's salary.

So I can finally give
my two-week notice to Chloe.

LATIN LOVER NARRATOR:
Oh, yeah.

Someone's got
her quittin' heels on.

I have had it with Chloe
and her ridiculous notes.

I am not a hack, Jane!

No one said you are, Gary.
You know Chloe.

You just got to breathe
through it. (inhales)

(exhales):
Ah...

We'll talk later, okay?

LATIN LOVER NARRATOR: Or hashtag
"someone else's problem."

So, I have some exciting news.

After the writers'
showcase,

I was actually offered
a book deal.

And?

And...

yay!

So I'm giving
my two-week notice.

And I wanted to say thank you
for the wonderful opportunity.

It was amazing.

So thank you.

Very, very, very much.

No.

Two weeks' notice
is unacceptable.

I need at least six months,
preferably a year,

to find and train
a new assistant.

(stammers)

T-Two weeks' notice is
pretty much industry standard.

Now you're lecturing me
on industry standard?

No. God, never. No.

Uh... I could stay
a little longer.

(groans):
Oh, please.

Go. You were terrible
at your job.

What?

And you're
deluding yourself

if you think this book
deal's going anywhere,

especially with that
ridiculous D-list publisher.

But congrats, you're
a half a step above

self-publishing online.

Wow.

Chloe...

you're a horrible person.

And I tried

to make excuses for you
over the years,

like maybe your parents
didn't hug you,

or maybe you grew up
in a prison like Bane

from that Batman movie,
but I just think

it comes down to who you are:
a petty, mean-spirited bitch!

LATIN LOVER NARRATOR:
Atta girl, Jane.

I'm proud of you.

She deserved that.

God knows
Scott did not deserve this.

And I am so sad about this.

(sobs softly)

Which is why...

we're dedicating
this fountain to him,

and creating a scholarship fund
in his name

for disadvantaged youth.

(sighs) And even though

he died next-door,
and not here at

his beloved Marbella,

his tragic loss will reverberate
through these halls

for years to come.

Farewell, my friend.

Farewell.

(applause)

Just know I feel terrible.

VAN:
You should.

It's like North Korea here.

Everyone's scared to say
anything to Kim Jong-Chloe.

She told me to figure out
everything you knew

but not to call you.

If I get caught...

Don't worry, it sounds like she

wants you to call me
but doesn't want you

to know
she wants you to call me.

You're fine. And you've got...

15 more minutes before
she gets back from therapy,

so hit me up.

Sweat and Spin password?

Zero-three-ten.

Blowout Heaven stylist?

Lana for Beachy Waves,

Quentin if she wants
a Straight-Up,

and always with a scalp massage.

Always with a scalp massage.
VAN: Got it.

Coffee order?
JANE: For a cold brew,

Davey's 20-ounce Baridi Blend.

For tea, InstaJava Venti

Iced Green Latte.
And don't leave there

without an Edamame Hummus Wrap.
She'll say that

she doesn't want one, but
she'll always ask for it later.

(knocking)
Hang on.

Hurry.
JANE: You're good on time.

Legal docs for
Jane Villanueva.

Van, it's a messenger
with documents

from the publishing house
for me to sign.

Shut up. Oh, my God!

Chloe's favorite
massage therapist?

She wants something
called the pounder?

Oh, no.
VAN: Yep.

Did I mention
Gary finally dropped us?

He's taking his next book
to HarperCollins.

Uh, 90 minutes with Mary.

Van, let me call you back.

¿Qué pasa?

I-It's about when
I get paid for my novel.

LATIN LOVER NARRATOR:
And that's when Jane

finally got her check.

I don't get $50,000

all at once.

I get $5,000 now,

another five
when I turn in my first draft,

and the rest after
the book is published.

Holy crap! I just quit my job.

I need to get my job back!

(groans) Of course
I need to get it back.
RAFAEL: Why?

You hate that job.
ABBEY: You have been
complaining about it forever.

LATIN LOVER NARRATOR:
Oops. Sorry. My bad again.

Maybe this could be
a good thing.

It's just that
publishing jobs

are so hard to find,
especially in Miami.

And I know Chloe hasn't
filled my position yet.

Here's a thought.

Our new lounge manager
isn't working out.

You could replace him.

Oh... God, no.

Why not?
I left waitressing behind.

This isn't waitressing;
this is management.

This is a step up
in responsibility and pay.

A wrong step.
A step backwards, or sideways.

Mateo, use your words.

Help me!

Please.

Please!

I just need

to do some intense groveling,
and... hope it works.

Okay, the basket's
all done.

LATIN LOVER NARRATOR: Aw.
Jane's first apology basket.

Let's see what
she's giving Chloe.

What do you think?

LATIN LOVER NARRATOR:
Not bad for a first-timer.

Chloe loves vintage jewelry.

(phone vibrates)

(breathes deeply)

Yeah.

My interview with Dennis
is scheduled for tomorrow.

(sighs)

LATIN LOVER NARRATOR:
As it happens, friends,

Dennis did stop by
to check on Jane.

So, did you go
to the pickup game?
Yeah.

LATIN LOVER NARRATOR: And it
turned into a regular thing.

Stayed five minutes,
then I left.

Why?

Some guy asked
where The Gunner was.

The Gunner?
Mm-hmm.

That was Michael's
nickname on the court.

Because he was
always gunning.

The dude would never pass.

(chuckles)
Seriously?

I didn't know Michael
was such a ball hog.

Oh, yeah. He made a lot,
and he missed a lot.

But he just kept shooting.

(chuckles)

So...

you ready to go
through his things?

(exhales)

(softly):
Yeah.

And thank you
for being here for this.

Of course.

(panting, sighing)

(exhales)

I just have to get through
this stupid interview.

RAFAEL:
Just breathe.

Don't tell me
to breathe, Rafael.

My breathing is not the problem.
The problem is Elvis.

The demotion didn't work.
He's also a horrible waiter.

If you won't
fire him, I will.

No, don't. You can't.

I'll find
some other place for him.

Why do you care so much?

I just... do.

That's all.

Okay. Fine.

Look, I... met Elvis in prison.

Oh, my God. Prison?
Don't freak out.

It was a nonviolent crime.
Oh, you-you hired...

He's a good guy.
He just needs a chance.

...an ex-con
to work in a kids' hotel?

Why? Why do we have
to give him a chance?

Because it's really tough
for ex-cons to get work.

And he has
restaurant experience.

I was just trying
to do a good thing.

If it makes you feel better,
I'll just put him

in maintenance, okay,
away from the kids and the cash.

Fine. Maintenance.

And I'm running
a background check.

(phones vibrate, chime)

Oh, my God, it worked.

Your plan actually worked.

"High praise to the
owners of the Marbella

"for raising $12,000

"in honor of
their deceased employee,

Scott Archuletta."

"Chuck Chesser,
owner of the Fairwick Hotel,

"where the body was found,
has refused to comment.

"His conspicuous absence
from the Marbella memorial

raises the question:

Could the Fairwick
be covering something?"

I lied, and I covered it up,
and I'm just so sorry,

but, Xo, please,
just call me back.

(sighs)

You! I know what you did!

What are you
talking about?

You sent that video to Xo,
and now our relationship

is ruined!

I don't know anything
about a video.

You're a liar! I should
have never trusted you!

I didn't do it, Rogelio,
I swear!

It was probably Tripp.

Come on. You said the only way
you'd keep doing the show is

if we made it
kinder and gentler.

And I agreed,
because I need you.

It wasn't me, I promise.

Okay.

Okay?

Now can we deal
with this after

and get this scene shot?

All right,
let's do this!

And action!

Close your eyes, my love.

I made it myself.

(gasps)

It's my apology for being
jealous of the cabana boy.

I'm sorry.

LATIN LOVER NARRATOR:
And speaking of apologies...

looks like Jane's got

her "please give me
my job back" heels on.

Oh, what are
you doing here?

Please. I just want
to talk to you.

And Van told me that you
threw out my basket.

LATIN LOVER NARRATOR: Good thing
Alba kept her earrings.

And since you won't
let me past reception,

and I know your
schedule, I...

Geez, you have to have, like,
an engineering degree

to get this... up.

I got it. (chuckles)

Look, Chloe...

I just want to say
that I am so sorry

that I quit, and I...
(loud dance music begins)

Okay.

Are you ready to be
your best self today?

Let's make every minute count.

Out of the saddle!

(dance music continues)

We're almost at the crest
of Mount Fuji, people!

You're almost there!
You own this mountain!

Today is your day!
(talking under loud music)

LATIN LOVER NARRATOR: I know!
I can't hear her, either.

I assume she's apologizing.

Or hyperventilating.

INSTRUCTOR:
Whoo!

You made it to the top.

Now break away from the pack.

(groans)

(music stops)
Wow.

That was intense.

Do they provide a wheelchair,
or do you just crawl out?

Chloe... please,
can we talk?

Just wait.

No, just give me a second!

(groans) Okay.

(grunts)

Are you kidding me right now?

(grunts)

Wait!

(panting)
Chloe!

Wait. I know I was rash.

I got caught up
in the excitement

of getting a book deal,
and I shouldn't have quit.

But I know you haven't found a
replacement, and let's face it,

no one knows you
better than I do. Please.

No.

I can get Gary back.

I'm listening.

I know him. He trusts me.

Remember, I got him to add
commas into The Golden Hour,

even though
he's morally opposed to commas?

And you yourself said
that it made the book readable.

Just give me a chance.

Hey, what do you have to lose?

Fine. If you can get Gary back,
you can have your job back.

(car door closes)

Hey, Gary, I was hoping
that we could meet for a drink.

And, look, I know that
you already made your decision,

but I just wanted to talk to you
about it, okay?

Uh, call me back.

LATIN LOVER NARRATOR:
Deep breaths, Jane.

I've been doing it, too,
and I am definitely

finding narrating a lot less
stressful this episode.

Usually I'm like,
"There's so much exposition.

How can I fit it all in?"

How's Lindsay?
That's his fiancée.

She's a third-year resident
at Miami General.

They met in college.

See? Stress-free exposition.

She's fine. Busy with work.

Thanks for asking.

About what happened
the other day...

I just want to get
this over with.

So, what kind of guy was Scott?
Did you like him?

Was he trustworthy?
(pen clicks)

I really think
you'll feel better

after going through this stuff.

JANE:
I hope so.

I could have sworn

I had another box buried
(camera clicking)

in the back of the
closet somewhere.

No rush. I've got all day.

(camera clicking)

What the hell do you
think you're doing?

Are you spying on me?!
Jane, there's been
an ongoing investigation

into whether Michael was
connected to Sin Rostro.
He didn't do anything!

I'm just trying
to clear his name!
No! Just get out!

DENNIS (echoing):
Jane? Was he trustworthy?

Oh.

(sighs)

Mm.

Hmm.

RAFAEL:
Who are you?

I'm a momtrepreneur!

Hold one second for Anna!

Are you worried
about your boyfriend?

He's not my boyfriend.

And, no, I'm worried about us.

If this is ruled a...

M-U-R-D-E-R,

this is going to be
very bad for everyone.

We don't need cops hanging
around our hotel for months.

My God, do you have
to film everything they do?

In a few years, you'll be glad

I have all
these recordings.

Krishna!

Find out every event
that happened here

in the days around Scott's
death-- uh, weddings, parties,

bar mitzvahs, everything.
I want a list.

And we need to contact
everyone on that list

to get their recordings.

(women laughing, squealing)

Ladies, this is
for my sizzle reel,

so would you mind screaming
when you see me across the room?

One of you can even
burst into tears

if that feels right.
(women laughing)

ROGELIO:
Of course I have the footage,

and I'll be happy to help.
I know all about detective work

from my time as Detective
Christian Contreras

in the smash hit telenovela
Investigando El Peligro!

I'm sorry.
I don't speak Spanish.

Oh. Investigating Danger.

Right. Yeah, well, hopefully.

Well, since you were
shooting all over

the hotel that night,
I'm just hoping

we'll find some
footage of Scott.

I'm sorry.
Can you please slow down?

Hmm?

Your accent is very strong.

Ooh, I love this part!
You laugh at a port?

Why would I laugh at a parrot?

No. I'm just saying
this is such a gem.

Can't you go to the gym later?

There's hours and hours
of footage here.
Or what?

What?
Please just slow down.

Wait! This is it!

I know. This is
the money shot.

I love it.
I look amazing.

LATIN LOVER NARRATOR:
But that's not

what Petra was looking at.

Rogelio's footage shows Scott
so drunk, the bachelorettes

were telling him to
slow down. But he didn't.

He just said...

Maybe I'll go
for a swim.

The cops said it's most likely
an accidental drowning.

You starting
to like me, Solano?

What?

'Cause you're working awful hard

to help me if you're not.

Bad publicity for you is
bad publicity for the Marbella.

That's all this is.

DARCI (moans):
Oh!

That oil is so slippery
and delicious.

Can you rub it... even lower?

ROGELIO:
I should have never trusted you!

DARCI:
I didn't do anything!

Wow. It looks like
we actually got in a fight.

Yeah.

Tripp pieced it together.

It works, I guess.

Oh, good. The show
needs some more drama.

You guys were right.

I am factored back in!

You serious?

What changed?

Xo.

I realized she's never
gonna forgive me.

So you know what?
I'm done apologizing.

So I'm glad you sent that tape,
to end things once and for all.

Thank you.

You're welcome.

Aha! I knew it!

I knew you did it!

Okay, you got me. I lied.

And here's the thing--
I don't care.

(sighs) Darci, come on.

How did things get
so bad between us?

I unfroze an egg, you had
a panic attack and bailed.

Well, technically,
that was not a panic attack.

Now, Jane has...

It defrosted!

I just didn't want
to have a baby with you.

So you said.

Do you think it's easy
for me to do this show?

I'm miserable.

But here's the silver lining.

Now I'm famous.

And fame--

it really does a great job
of masking that empty feeling.

Well, I'm done, Darci.

You can't quit.

You signed a contract!

What's Papa apologizing
to me for?

JANE:
Don't worry about it.

Just take the gift
and say thank you.

Can we color a little?

One page, then bedtime.

(panting softly)

A... giraffe.

(echoing):
Mommy, are you okay?

(gasping)

Mommy? Mommy?

Oh.

Mommy?

Sorry, hon.

You had that face.
Were you thinking about Michael?

A little, yeah.

How come now?

Well, I saw someone
that was mean to him,

and it made me mad.

Did you use your words?

You know, I really didn't.

You should.

You're right.

I will.

Oh, you.

(sniffles)

Okay. Mommy asked him to talk.

(phone chimes)

LATIN LOVER NARRATOR:
Which brings us here... now.

I know. I was expecting,
like, a cafe or something.

Why are we here?

I figure if you're gonna
keep hitting me,

at least you can
wear gloves.

Look, I just want to talk.
I'm not gonna hit you again.

Fine. I just want to explain
my side of the story.

When Michael passed away,

I joined the department's
investigation to...

No, you're right.
I do want to hit you.

Give me those gloves.

Don't forget to practice.

I don't want to talk to you.
I know. I know.

I just wanted
to tell you,

I've been doing
some soul searching,

and I realize
I've lost my way.

Yeah. No kidding.

I just want to go back to
how things were before I became

this crazy famous
reality TV star,

when I was just a simple
internationally famous

telenovela star.

And I'm gonna try
to get back to that guy.

And he was honest.

And if I'm honest,

I think I agreed to the cut
because I was jealous.

You had just
moved in with Bruce,

and I think
I wanted to hurt you.

And I'm so sorry.

LATIN LOVER NARRATOR: And from
one troubled friendship

to another.

Oh, wow! Look at Jane!

She's pummeling him!

In her mind.
(bell dings)

In reality...

You are such a jerk!

I'm so mad at you.

Whoa.

No kicking.
Sorry.

I know you're mad.

Punch me back.

No.
You can use me

and betray me--
that's punching me!

I didn't use you.

You did!

I trusted you,

and you went through
Michael's stuff!

I had to.

What-- you had to spy on him?

I was trying to clear his name.

The whole time, I was
trying to clear his name.

I don't believe that.
It's true.

There was an investigation.
You didn't have to work it.

Would you want
someone else to?

You could have told me!
I was trying to protect you.

I don't need protecting!

Not now, but then.

You were having panic
attacks every day!

(bell dings)

I'm sorry, again.

Not your fault.

(sighs)

You're right.

I was in
a different place then.

(sighs)

It just sucked,
because you were the one person

that I could talk to
or could--

I don't know--
tell me new things

about Michael,
things I didn't know.

Hearing that he was
a ball hog, or...

...what he said after
our first date or whatever.

It just kept him alive a little.

I know.

Well, I'm here
every Tuesday,

if you ever get
the urge to talk,

or, you know,
hit me again.

Maybe I will.

So should we
talk about Scott?

Nah. We actually ruled it
an accident this morning.

Really? 'Cause I had a list of,
like, 50 suspects in mind.

Yep. The Marbella is totally
off the hook.

The Fairwick, too.

JANE:
That's great.

I'm so happy for you.

Oh. How is Mateo?
Did he go down without a fight?

We went a few rounds,

but Fuzzy Bunny
finally talked him into it.

Oh, Fuzzy Bunny is such a creep.

(Funny Bunny voice):
It hurts my feelings

when you say that about me,
Jane.

(laughs):
Creepy.

(laughs)
JANE: Oh, that reminds me,

I'm going to be a little late
tomorrow picking him up.

I'm meeting Gary for breakfast.

I'm going to ply him
with mimosas,

and get him to come back
to Chloe. Hmm?

Jane, stop.

Just come manage the lounge.

I can't.

Why? You'd be good at it.

Plus, you love everybody there.

I have to think long-term,
career-wise.

This isn't about your career,
this is just to buy time.

You don't know that.

What are you talking about?

You just got a book deal.

W-Which might not go anywhere.

What?

Hit books are few
and far between.

And if it doesn't happen for me,

then I'd be a lounge manager,

as opposed to someone working
in the publishing industry.

You're talking about
if you fail.

I'm being practical.

What happened
to following your dreams?

Well, y-you know, I...

I had a dream.

♪ ♪

RAFAEL:
I know.

But you do have other ones.

And I won't let you get stuck
in the lounge.

Okay?

Two years and you're out.

Promise?

Promise.

Because you'd want me
to tell you if you were stuck.

Exactly.

You're stuck.

At work, you're basically
Petra's bitch.

And I say that with full respect

for Petra.

You're not gonna turn back
into greedy,

shady, amoral Rafael

just because you care about
the Marbella.

Greedy, shady, amoral Rafael?

Paraphrasing.
Just think about it.

LATIN LOVE NARRATOR:
Which he did, for the record.

So just like that?

After a year of "you decide,"
you want to start weighing in.

Yes. I'm ready.

Well, it's about time.

ABBEY: See?
I knew she'd be happy.

LATIN LOVER NARRATOR:
Oh, God. Sorry, again.

So embarrassing.
I should look into this.

Well, he actually has
good ideas sometimes.

Wow. High praise.

But he has to lose
the beard, right?

Oh, absolutely.

Yeah.

It's a prerequisite.

I'm going back
to telenovelas, Mateo.

You are too young to remember,
but Papa played some epic roles.

So my next role
needs to be even bigger.

LATIN LOVER NARRATOR:
Or much, much, much smaller.

But we're not there yet.

Ooh, it's my agent.

Hi, Barry.

Hi, Barry.

Oh.

I see.

Okay.

Thank you.

What's wrong?

It's nothing.

Tell me.
I want to be factored in.

Hmm.

I'm being sued for $10 million
for breach of contract.

That sounds bad.
Can you send them a basket?

LATIN LOVER NARRATOR: If the
basket is full of $10 million.

Sonia, can you cover
six and seven

for Joey until
he gets back from break?

Yeah, no problem.
Thank you.

LATIN LOVER NARRATOR:
Yep. Rocking that manager job.

And in that instant, friends,
Jane was reminded of Michael.

And dare I say,
it felt a little like a sign.

The first in a long time.

(sighs)

Found it.

(chuckles)

RAFAEL:
Okay.

Now that you've made it
through your first day,

I am officially giving you

your one-year, 51-week,
six-day notice.

That won't be necessary,
because I will have quit

in a blaze of glory by then,

because I am a writer.

I have a book deal.

A messenger sent over
the paperwork and everything.

Huh? (mimics explosion)

(squeals)

PETRA:
What's all this?

They're flowers.

It's what someone brings
when he's taking

someone else on a date,

which is what I'm gonna do.

Just take your pants off.

You don't need to take me
to dinner first.

(chuckles):
No.

I want to go out.

A proper date.

Come on.

You wouldn't have
tried to help my hotel

if you didn't
"like me" like me.

Fine.

Maybe I... "like you" like you.

You happy?

I'll pick you up at 7:00.

LATIN LOVER NARRATOR:
Hmm.

Looks like
something's troubling Petra.

I wonder what it could be.

Sorry. I'm just being coy.

I know what it is.

I'll show you.

(thunder crashes)

Yep. Petra's been
hiding something.

And she's not the only one.

That was close.

It would've been bad for us
if they'd ruled it a murder.

I know.

LATIN LOVER NARRATOR:
Oh, dear.

What the hell are you up to,
Rafael?